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darlington

      [Turning round.] Yes!

      lord windermere

      What is my wife’s fan doing here in your rooms? Hands off, Cecil. Don’t touch me.

      lord darlington

      Your wife’s fan?

      lord windermere

      Yes, here it is!

      lord darlington

      [Walking towards him.] I don’t know!

      lord windermere

      You must know. I demand an explanation. Don’t hold me, you fool. [To Cecil Graham.]

      lord darlington

      [Aside.] She is here after all!

      lord windermere

      Speak, sir! Why is my wife’s fan here? Answer me! By God! I’ll search your rooms, and if my wife’s here, I’ll—— [Moves.]

      ·101· lord darlington

      You shall not search my rooms. You have no right to do so. I forbid you!

      lord windermere

      You scoundrel! I’ll not leave your room till I have searched every corner of it! What moves behind that curtain? [Rushes towards the curtain C.]

      mrs. erlynne

      [Enters behind R.] Lord Windermere!

      lord windermere

      Mrs. Erlynne!

      [Every one starts and turns round. Lady Windermere slips out from behind the curtain and glides from the room L.]

      mrs. erlynne

      I am afraid I took your wife’s fan in mistake for my own, when I was leaving your house to-night. I am so sorry. [Takes fan from him. Lord Windermere looks at her in contempt. Lord Darlington in mingled astonishment and anger. Lord Augustus turns away. The other men smile at each other.]

      Act Drop.

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      ·105· SCENE—Same as in Act I.

      lady windermere

      [Lying on sofa.] How can I tell him? I can’t tell him. It would kill me. I wonder what happened after I escaped from that horrible room. Perhaps she told them the true reason of her being there, and the real meaning of that—fatal fan of mine. Oh, if he knows—how can I look him in the face again? He would never forgive me. [Touches bell.] How securely one thinks one lives—out of reach of temptation, sin, folly. And then suddenly—Oh! Life is terrible. It rules us, we do not rule it.

      [Enter Rosalie R.

      rosalie

      Did your ladyship ring for me?

      ·106· lady windermere

      Yes. Have you found out at what time Lord Windermere came in last night?

      rosalie

      His lordship did not come in till five o’clock.

      lady windermere

      Five o’clock? He knocked at my door this morning, didn’t he?

      rosalie

      Yes, my lady—at half-past nine. I told him your ladyship was not awake yet.

      lady windermere

      Did he say anything?

      rosalie

      Something about your ladyship’s fan. I didn’t quite catch what his lordship said. Has the fan been lost, my lady? I can’t find it, and Parker says it was not left in any of the rooms. He has looked in all of them and on the terrace as well.

      lady windermere

      It doesn’t matter. Tell Parker not to trouble. That will do.

      [Exit Rosalie.

      ·107· lady windermere

      [Rising.] She is sure to tell him. I can fancy a person doing a wonderful act of self-sacrifice, doing it spontaneously, recklessly, nobly—and afterwards finding out that it costs too much. Why should she hesitate between her ruin and mine? … How strange! I would have publicly disgraced her in my own house. She accepts public disgrace in the house of another to save me…. There is a bitter irony in things, a bitter irony in the way we talk of good and bad women…. Oh, what a lesson! and what a pity that in life we only get our lessons when they are of no use to us! For even if she doesn’t tell, I must. Oh! the shame of it, the shame of it. To tell it is to live through it all again. Actions are the first tragedy in life, words are the second. Words are perhaps the worst. Words are merciless…. Oh! [Starts as Lord Windermere enters.]

      lord windermere

      [Kisses her.] Margaret—how pale you look!

      lady windermere

      I slept very badly.

      lord windermere

      [Sitting on sofa with her.] I am so sorry. I came in dreadfully late, and didn’t like to wake you. You are crying, dear.

      ·108· lady windermere

      Yes, I am crying, for I have something to tell you, Arthur.

      lord windermere

      My dear child, you are not well. You’ve been doing too much. Let us go away to the country. You’ll be all right at Selby. The season is almost over. There is no use staying on. Poor darling! We’ll go away to-day, if you like. [Rises.] We can easily catch the 3.40. I’ll send a wire to Fannen. [Crosses and sits down at table to write a telegram.]

      lady windermere

      Yes; let us go away to-day. No; I can’t go to-day, Arthur. There is some one I must see before I leave town—some one who has been kind to me.

      lord windermere

      [Rising and leaning over sofa.] Kind to you?

      lady windermere

      Far more than that. [Rises and goes to him.] I will tell you, Arthur, but only love me, love me as you used to love me.

      lord windermere

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